Sophia’s POV

“What’s that?” Jordyn asks.

“Er… nothing. Nothing.” I answer, shaking my head slowly, eyes glued to the message until it disappears in the notification panel.

How does she know I’m in Paris? I didn’t even know until we arrived…

“Are you sure it’s nothing?” Layla utters. “You look distracted.”

“Yeah. Yeah. It’s nothing. Just a message,” I say and swipe down to tap on her message.

Maybe Alexander told my parents. My mom will definitely tell Aunt ...